Pill God Returns

He Yafang looked around and her gentle voice clearly spread throughout the entire auction hall. However, no one was willing to bid anymore. A few of them had already opened their throats but in the end, they all gave up.    

Seeing this, He Yafang sighed in her heart. It was likely that no one was willing to bid anymore.    

"860,000 going once."    

No one said anything.    

"Eighty-six hundred thousand twice."    

Still no one said anything.    

"863,000..."    

Before he could finish, a voice suddenly came from a private room.    

"900,000 silver."    

The sudden voice startled everyone. They didn't expect that when Zhao Chonglou's force field was about to seize the Cloud Thunder Silk, someone would still forcefully stop him.    

However, when they looked at the private room where the voice came from, their pupils shrunk and were filled with shock.    

"It's Wu Chen. Why did he buy the Cloud Thunder Silk?"    

"I don't know."    

"In my opinion, he probably didn't want to buy the Cloud Thunder Silk. Instead, he wanted to argue. "    

"Bully? What do you mean by that?"    

"Have you forgotten what happened three days ago?"    

"Oh, I see. I understand."    

In private room 36, Zhao Chonglou's face darkened. It was so cold and scary. He had never been humiliated as much as three days ago. He was defeated by a piece of trash from a small country. No matter what, he would kill that little bastard. He would return all the humiliation.    

On the side, Zhao Fengguo sat quietly with his eyes closed. He did not care about the things in the outside world at all.    

"Wu Chen, is it useful for you to buy this thing?" Mu Youxue asked curiously.    

Wu Chen nodded. "Of course. I have a Spiritual Treasure that has been damaged. It needs to be repaired."    

"Hehe, I thought that handsome guy was trying to argue with me." Mi Lan chuckled.    

Wu Chen rolled his eyes. He was going to argue. He was too full. A little Zhao Chonglou, was it worth it for him to argue?    

Seeing this, everyone came to a realization. It turned out that it was not to argue, but it was useful.    

At this time, He Yafang's voice sounded again, "This distinguished guest bid nine hundred thousand. Is there anyone else willing to pay a higher price?"    

As she spoke, her gaze turned towards the room that Zhao Chonglou was in. Room 36.    

Without saying another word, Zhao Chonglou immediately bid, "930,000 silver."    

Since this brat did not put him in his eyes, there was no need for him to be polite.    

Wu Chen smiled faintly. To him, no matter who the other party was, as long as it was something he wanted, there was no way he could escape. He wanted to get these things at all costs.    

"One million silver."    

Everyone's heart pounded violently. It seemed like this was the first time since this auction that the price of an item had reached one million silver.    

"It has exceeded one million silver."    

"Rich man, this is the real rich man. He is generous and generous with money."    

"Compared to this man, we are so weak. There is no comparison at all."    

Everyone was shocked and in an uproar.    

He Yafang took a deep breath. She originally thought that after the price of the Cloud Thunder Silk rose to eight One Hundred Thousand Silver Taels, however, she did not expect that... Now, it actually broke through one million silver. This price... However, this was the first time their auction had broken through one million silver.    

"Hateful."    

In private room 36, Zhao Chonglou's face was livid with anger. This brat simply didn't put him in his eyes.    

"Kid, consider yourself ruthless."    

Clenching his fist, Zhao Chonglou's face was full of anger, but he didn't attack again. He was afraid that wasting money would affect their future purchases. The reason they bought the Cloud Thunder Silk was to forge a Spiritual Treasure. However, to forge a Spiritual Treasure, a large amount of time was needed. Manpower, resources, and financial resources were all extremely expensive. It was better to buy a Spiritual Treasure. This way, it would be more cost-effective.    

However, he would never let this Wu Chen go. Anyone who dared to go against him, Zhao Chonglou, would only have one outcome - death.    

After a storm, Yun Leisi fell into Wu Chen's hands.    

"Handsome man, I need the Refiner to repair the Spiritual Treasure. I happen to know a Refiner. Do you want me to introduce it to you? The price will be fair."    

Forging and repairing the Spiritual Treasure were all part of the Refiner's work. One had to pay an exorbitant price to hire the Refiner. Otherwise, no one else would help you.    

"Thank you, but I don't need it."    

He had the Artifact Forging Treasure Book, so there was no need for him to find someone else to repair it. He just needed to repair it himself.    

"No need. Don't tell me you want to repair it yourself?"    

Repairing the Spiritual Treasure seemed to be something only Refiner could do. Wu Chen was an alchemist, and they knew this because he was the one who healed Situ Jiannan and the others.    

Wu Chen smiled but didn't say anything.    

Seeing this, the two girls looked at each other. Although they were puzzled, they didn't ask too much. After all, they had already experienced Wu Chen's mysteriousness.    

Mysterious people were usually able to attract others, and Wu Chen was one of them.    

Although the starting price of the next few auction items was higher than Yun Lei Si's, but the final price was not as high as Doris. In other words... Up until now, Yun Lei Si was the only auction item with a bid of one million silver.    

It was worth mentioning that every time before the bidding ended, He Yafang would always look towards the 48th private room where Wu Chen was. Her goal was very obvious. She wanted Wu Chen to bid for these items.    

However, Wu Chen did not buy anything when he saw something good. If he wanted to buy something, he had to do it according to his actual needs. Whatever he needed, no matter how high the price was. No matter how strong his competitors were, he had to buy it. No matter what price he had to pay.    

However, if he said that he didn't need anything, even if it was a cheap price, he wouldn't fight for it. It was purely a waste of money, so every time He Yafang came, she would return disappointed.    

"The next auction item. I believe that many of Fighter's friends will be interested in it. It's a mid-grade Numinous Treasure, the Wind Stick."    

As soon as He Yafang finished speaking, countless people stared at the stick. They didn't even blink, and even held their breaths.    

This was a mid-grade Numinous Treasure, a rare treasure that countless people dreamt of.    

There were only a few Spirit Sea Stage experts who possessed middle-grade Numinous Treasures. Many people did not have mid-grade Numinous Treasures, so they were forced to use Low-grade Spiritual Treasure. It was just like how many True Martial Stage warriors did not have High-Grade Spiritual Treasure and were forced to use mid-grade Numinous Treasures. Their desire for high grade Spiritual Treasure was needless to say.